When You Spend Some Time Together (1)

As you notice, there's a (1) in the title. This is because I plan on doing more chapters like this and the titles will be the same, but the number next to it will be the number after the last. Don't worry, every chapter like this will be different as well. I hope you all enjoy it!

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He's been teaching you to make weapons like the throwing stars and axes made out of human bones. You would think that working with human bones would freak you out, it doesn't. You see it as a normal thing since it means that you get to spend more time with Creeper.

Like now, you're in Creeper's secret location, which is at the abandoned facility he showed you before, helping him make the sharp throwing bine stars. You're starting to think this used to be a small factory since some of the machinery is still here, and Creeper does use some of them to his advantage. Or at least take some things apart to make the weapons and traps.

Sitting on his lap and with his arms over you, he teaches you how to sharpen each bone piece. Each bone was someone's ribs, broken into smaller pieces to make weapons out of them. But you hear something coming from the main floor of the facility.

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Y/n: What was that?

Creeper: Rats. Or the ceiling settling in.

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You adjust your feet to make sure your feet aren't touching the ground as much anymore. Surprisingly, rats terrify you more than the human bones you're working with.

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Y/n: You don't worry that the building could collapse on you?

Creeper: No. I check every now and then. This building still has a few years before that could happen.

Y/n: You know... my barn is still empty, and I don't have any neighbors for miles. I don't mind the bodies and having you around more often.

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He doesn't say anything, but he looks at you and you turn your head towards him. The tip of your noses are almost touching. After looking into his eyes for a good two seconds, you quickly turn your head away in embarrassment. Maybe that was too forward of you to say. But that doesn't make it any less true.

With his arm still around you, he uses his other hand to have you turn your head back to him again. Let's just say, he's glad you're probably just as obsessed with him as he is with you. With his hand gently taking a hold of your chin, he parted your lips before leaning in to kiss you. The thing about him when it comes to kissing you is that he has the habit of slipping his tongue in while he kisses you.

Like now, it always starts off slow and almost sweet. There are times when you think you get the lead, but he just lets you think that for a bit before he takes the lead again. You've also learned to kiss him without getting hurt by his sharp teeth. You definitely don't have to worry about him not being willing to practice kissing with you on that. Practice makes perfect, after all.

But just as he was about to take the lead in this, he stops and pulls away. He smells something a different scent other than yours.

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Y/n: Someone's here?

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His stare goes cold as he realizes that someone is around the building. But he smells more than one scent. Meaning that it's not just one person in here.

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Y/n: How did they get in here without setting off one of the traps?

Creeper: The roof.

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He stands up, haves you stay seated before he grabs a few throwing bone stars and his axe. You assume they must have found a blind spot before heading up to the roof and finding their way in. He then exits the room, shutting the door behind him and leaving you alone.

Well... at least he didn't say no. Maybe that means he'll consider it.